Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 180 Renamed: Underworld Club!

Under Wu Xian's various subtle hints and reminders, Xue Lingling's eyes kept brightening.

As if a new world had been opened up to him, he gazed at the face of his obedient disciple before him, his face adorned with underworld makeup, and gradually a look of worship and infatuation appeared on it.

After a long while, Xue Lingling suddenly came to her senses.

Wait a minute, I'm the master, so why do I suddenly feel like I've become the disciple's "disciple"?

"Ahem, well..." Xue Lingling quickly adopted the demeanor of a master, "Although it is said that one who is accomplished is a teacher, you were the one who became my disciple first, so you will always be my good disciple."

Wu Xian chuckled, naturally not caring about such things. "Let's discuss and improve together."

"Hehe, as expected of my good disciple," Xue Lingling said with satisfaction. Looking at her good disciple in front of her and recalling the inspiration that had just flowed into her mind, she couldn't help but sigh, "How come I have such good taste?"

In short: That's me for you.

So what if I'm not as good as my apprentice?
Doesn't the fact that her apprentice can surpass her master's ability further demonstrate how remarkable the master is?

There's a saying that goes, "A fine horse is easy to find, but a discerning eye is rare."

I'm such a good talent scout, hehe.

Xue Zhengying had already fallen asleep halfway through the conversation and quietly left the room so as not to disturb the two scroll painters' discussion.

"So, are all these ideas of yours derived from the traditions of my Xue family?"

"I guess so," Wu Xian said with a smile.

Xue Lingling continued her enthusiastic discussion with Wu Xian, seemingly trying to extract more information from her obedient disciple.

For some reason, she always felt that her good disciple was still hiding a lot.

Time passed by unnoticed, and it was already the morning of the next day.

Xue Lingling still looked like she hadn't had enough and was filled with emotion. "Speaking of which, shouldn't our club change its name?"

"Change your name?" Wu Xian was stunned.

“Let’s call it the Underworld Club,” Xue Lingling said with burning eyes. “In the future, if we, master and disciple, work together, we’ll strive to change the Realm of the Dead into the Realm of the Underworld as well. What do you think? Are you confident?”

Wu Xian remained noncommittal. "By the way, how can Master Sister be included in the Realm of the Dead?"

"This involves the selection and competition within the dojo, and according to the rules set by the major families, the standards for the scroll painters representing the founding families to enter the Divine Realm are even higher," Xue Lingling said with a smile.

"So disgusting?" Wu Xian frowned.

“Although it may seem like they are deliberately making things difficult, it is understandable,” Xue Lingling said. “After all, the founding family’s scroll painters have divine domain privileges. If they don’t have a high enough level of skill and expertise, they can easily make a mess of the divine domain.”

Wu Xian understood. "What are the specific criteria? When can we break in?"

“According to my original plan, it would be enough to upgrade the current three Ghost Emperors to the Gold Scroll level,” Xue Lingling pondered. “But now, I want to create a Ghost Emperor first, and give those aristocratic families a big surprise, to dazzle their eyes.”

Tsk tsk, just thinking about it makes her incredibly excited.

Later, together with Xue Lingling, they went to the association to change the club's name.

……

Yesterday's advancement to the next round has become a hot topic of discussion among the residents of Yaoyang City.

In particular, the live stream clip featuring King Qin Guang spread at an alarming rate.

Even the provincial capital was alarmed by this video, and the name Ghost King Club thus went beyond Yaoyang City and began to officially enter the "world".

Within Tianfeng Province, major cities and clubs have begun to pay close attention to this previously unknown emerging club.

This even alarmed the provincial scroll painters' association.

Vice President Huang watched the live stream clips over and over again, and was deeply moved.

Originally, he only wanted to keep an eye on his daughter's performance in Yaoyang City, but he ended up being deeply attracted by Wu Xian's [King Qin Guang] and had long forgotten that he had a daughter "suffering" in Yaoyang City.

Having struggled and worked his way up for most of his life, he considered himself to have some reputation and skill in the world of scroll painters. But now, he has been deeply shocked by Wu Xian, this grassroots genius.

"Such a brilliant genius, how wonderful it would be if he could join the association?"

……

Tianfeng Province, Holy City Dongfeng City.

Inside the Super Dog Club, several club members who happened to see the video immediately reported it to the great president.

Chairman Wang, who had been sullen for the past few days, instantly perked up and gritted his teeth the moment he saw Wu Xian in the video.

"Oh, so you're just some brat from that wretched place, Yaoyang City. The Ghost King Club, huh?"

The subordinate next to him corrected him, "I heard it has been renamed the [Underworld Club]."

"I don't care what club it is, he stole my treasure, I'll make him wish he were dead!" Chairman Wang's face was contorted with rage. "Let's go, gather some men, I'm going to grind that kid to dust!"

"Huh?" The club's subordinates didn't quite understand.

It's just a gold scroll, is it really that important?
"Just go when I tell you to, stop with all the nonsense!" Chairman Wang snapped coldly.

"Yes, I will go and gather the men right away."

Watching his subordinates leave, Chairman Wang sneered, "It seems the training wasn't thorough enough; we'll have to intensify it later."

……

The Hall of the Dead.

Still recovering from his serious injuries, Zhao Qinghe slunk back home, his heart filled with hatred for the Xue family.

This time, he was determined to gather the elders of his family and nip the Xue family in the bud.

However, after learning the whole story, his father, Zhao Gao, kicked him directly, saying, "Useless idiot, who told you to go to Yaoyang City to target that girl Xue Lingling? That girl is, after all, a scroll painter from my Necromancer's Guild."

If the other companies find out about this, do you know how much trouble that will cause?

"Father, what are you doing? I'm doing this for the sake of the Zhao family!" Zhao Qinghe said with a mournful face, expressing his incomprehension.

"You know nothing!" Zhao Gao glared and puffed out his beard. "Do you think I don't know the threat posed by the Xue family? Don't the other families know?"

"Huh?" Zhao Qinghe was completely confused. "Then why not resolve this problem as soon as possible? I think the other companies would be very willing to join forces with us."

"If it were that simple, how could the Xue family have survived until now?"

Later, through his father Zhao Gao's explanation, Zhao Qinghe learned that all the founding families held a "self-destruct device".

The key is that the Xue family's access to the divine realm was closest to that of the Zhao family. If the Xue family were to act desperately, the Zhao family would suffer the most damage.

"But we can't just let this go like this, can we?" Zhao Qinghe said, feeling wronged and frustrated. "My beloved Huangquan Ugly Girl has been shattered by that damned girl."

Although the copyright is there and it can be made again, the cost of producing a gold roll is still very high.

Moreover, the destruction of the scroll is different from its reconstruction. Reconstruction can preserve the spirit level, but if the scroll is destroyed and a new one is drawn, the spirit level has to start from scratch.

"Serves you right!" Zhao Gao said with exasperation, "Who told you to send yourself up there? Get out, get out, go into seclusion and cultivate properly. You're not allowed to go anywhere unless it's absolutely necessary!"

It would be a lie for a father to say he doesn't feel sorry for his daughter.

But they had no choice but to accept the consequences, since their son had secretly gone to Yaoyang City to target Xue Lingling, which had already crossed a line.

Once the other companies find out, they'll definitely seize the opportunity to make a fuss.

However, it must be admitted that the son did bring back some valuable information on this trip, especially the appearance of that god-level scroll, which the other families should also pay close attention to.

……

(End of this chapter)